Jian Anning was stunned for a moment and looked at him. She didn't have much feeling for Lu Jiayuan now, and when she saw him coming, she just said, "Yes." But do you have a cup? ”

She only prepared Yu Zexiao's cup and her cup. The rest of the crew came to beg for tea, and they all brought their own utensils.

Lu Jiayuan also knew Yu Zexiao's habits, so without saying a word, he went back and got a cup for her.

Although Jian Anning didn't want to have in-depth contact with him, the two of them were not enemies. At the moment, a pot of water was boiled.

It's been the height of summer lately, and the weather is hot and dry. Jian Anning brewed Anji white tea to quench thirst and clear heat. Anji's white slices are emerald green in color, and there is a faint layer of white hair on the outside. After the water boiled, she was not in a hurry to make tea, but first rinsed her cup, Lu Jiayuan's cup, and Yu Zexiao's special glass with boiling water, and put down the white tea.

When the temperature dropped a little to 90 degrees, her slender arms picked up the kettle and filled it with water.

Because it was the height of summer, she wore short sleeves, revealing a white arm. Lu Jiayuan's gaze couldn't help but fall on her white and smooth arm.

Jian Anning is not the kind of beauty who is stunning at first sight, she doesn't like makeup, but it doesn't mean that she can't maintain it.

After all, she comes from a wealthy family, and Canada has a fresh environment and admires nature, she almost never uses cosmetics, but she will definitely do regular maintenance. After coming and going, he has developed a white and silky skin like milk, and under the strong light in the studio, it is even brighter.

And her facial features are too, not very stunning, but very attractive. At first, you just think she's delicate and sweet. I can see a lot, but I feel that she is becoming more and more gentle and amiable, just like a piece of jade, ordinary when I first see it, but over time, I can warm up a dazzling brilliance.

In particular, he originally knew that Jian Anning hated drinking tea very much - drinking coffee, coffee was fashionable and could add milk and sugar to coffee, ordinary green tea, sweet and bitter, she didn't touch it at all. If it weren't for that man, how could she have learned this?

After brewing, the tea leaves float up and down in the glass, like elves flying among the flowers, and the fragrance lingers for a long time. A smell of tea rose, and he saw her shadow from the hazy mist, which was also hazy. It was as if he had traveled back in time, and many years ago, he had seen the woman holding a book under the maple tree.

After drinking a cup of tea unconsciously, she lifted up and poured the kettle in her hand over it. From his angle, he could just see her big V neckline, the wounds on her shoulders exposed, and the dense red marks under her collarbone-

His eyes narrowed, he was not a green-skinned boy who had never experienced a woman. Nature knows what these traces mean!

When he was about to ask, the assistant came over and called him: "JASON, the director called you over!" ”

He paused, and glanced up at her. Jian Anning's expression was still calm and peaceful, as if she didn't care about his coming and going at all.

He felt a pain in his heart, and seemed to know that there were some things that he missed, that is, he missed them. However, he was still unwilling.

Because, how can a man like Yu Zexiao be worthy of her? If he has the opportunity, he must fight for her again and prove to her that only he will give her happiness!